we been resisting since. well before yr time and from a time well before that since before the first woman made the first drum that beat was resistance taking on ( a) sound. we profound down spaces under foot sprout spontaneous settlements of resistance Please see full poem published in "Those That This" digital mag. https://thosethatthis.com/poems/resisting-since/Read more

frank & myrh aerosol swirled city smells lulled xmas zombie lovers Into white christmas dreams, while the live ones on frozen frosting pavement with pine needled fingers held not the baby jesus Mary had birthed a stillborn on that xmas day with three alley cat queens as witness Please entire text published in Opiate Magazine https://theopiatemagazine.com/2017/03/23/not-a-xmas-carol-by-jamika-...Read more

crashing through sound barriers her space ship disintigrating into electronic samples she landed here with the distinct taste for flying on the back of her tongue like a live song you keep trying to rememberRead more

#dont’supportthesamepowerstructureswhichwishtokeepusprisoner Don’t inundate your self with social media television media news paper media showing black bodies dying— take a break from it.. Remember that the major thing that has changed between now and 50 years ago is that we now have cameras. Important to question the paradigm: is reality feeding media /media feeding reality? While it’s important...Read more

SPACE Blue Cowboi She's a space cowboi blue Azonal Where she be, in between spaces She move between places Leaving traces Investigating interzonal cases Unheard unseen In between Breaking out stasis Radio static oasis the place my microphone graces Let her tighten up her laces Rocket boots charged She trip thru dimensions Freequency sensation disciple of creation be patient she move in all...Read more

Sometimes I wish people would wake up and smell the roses. Somebody once said: "those who feel it...know it..." Somehow in this zoo new world, daughter, something old is lost. But at what cost, at what cost... I wish people would wake up and smell the roses. Somebody once said: "those who feel it...they know it..." "those who feel it...they know it..." Somehow in this new world order, something...Read more

Brothah Running from the authorities Because the authorities Sent in the arms To his country As if the flying beast dropped Manna not bombs Now he has to flee For his justice As if the Terrorist are Angels and the Angels are Terrorist Tell me what's this? Again a wanted man in a hostile land Another democratic scam To keep the money in the hands Of the rich man (refrain) With the lines that criss...Read more